Chap.

 1        1|       with the naughty rhythmic beat, had returned and swept
 2        2|        time of life. She had to beat him to make him let go.
 3        3|         will make war on us and beat us! Oh, that’s unbearable!”~
 4        5|      ignorant of it, but now it beat full in his face.~“Do come
 5        8|     this one word.~“MERDE!”~She beat on the door with her fists.~“
 6        8|   getting absurdly jealous; she beat me the other night.”~When
 7       10| possible answers that his heart beat violently and filled his
 8       11|     sunlight, whose golden rain beat fiercely on the dizzy heads
 9       12|     while the waltz continually beat out its mocking, vagabond
10       12|      grace.~But the waltz still beat out its swinging, laughing,
11       13|         and with flushed cheeks beat on the table with the flat
12       14|         cry which suggested the beat of hammers upon an anvil.~“